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Dragons Pt1 Ch8
The ground was fast approaching, and Pyrope still wasn’t able to fully open her wings to stop her descent. Annalice was petrified, for she was reaching out trying to help Pyrope from wherever she was.
   “Open your wings Pyrope; don’t worry about the trees around you, just open your wings!” Annalice was frightened for Pyrope but didn’t know what she could do to help her, this scared her, for she had to face the idea that she might lose her dragon.
As the ground continued to speed towards Pyrope saw something move around her. The sunlight poured through where the green had been above her, and a swirl of brown surrounded her, slowing her dangerous descent. A ripple of electricity streaked across the brown, none of the stream touched her but rather passed over her like water. Frightened she reached out to Annalice for comfort, but she could not feel her rider. With an empty sensation quickly welling up inside of her she curled up, pulling her
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R2's Contemplation
    A bright morning dawned across Yavin 4, the Masassi runes were just starting to come to life as pilots looked over their crafts with their mechanics. Droids were going around adding their bleeps and whirs to the murmur of individuals conversing in the morning. Two of these droids stood by, waiting for a general to appear from her chambers; she was one of the owners that the two had, where the other living one was located they didn’t exactly know.
   Rocking from side to side a R2 unit scanned the area, seeing other astromech droids and BB units with their corresponding pilots. This R2 unit had seen many battles, with two of the most notable pilots within the rebellion, both of which were force users. The Protocol droid standing beside him looked longingly out at the flight deck, for once he was quite, the R2 unit knew this silence wouldn’t last for long as he only stopped speaking when he was powered down or when something important was taking p
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Dragons Pt1 Ch7
Once outside Annalice and Pyrope followed an old overgrown pathway that wound around the outside of the meadow, knowing that it might not lead to the caves they didn’t stick to the path completely but angled towards the caves in the upper reaches of the mountains. The path wound past structures that fit in with the medieval era castles and the outcropping buildings associated with Welsh fortresses, yet these buildings were completely intact, no walls or roves missing. Just waiting for their previous Welsh owners to come and occupy them, but that would never happen, as the last occupants had died off many years ago in a grand battle. Exploring the buildings would happen at a later date as Annalice and Pyrope were heading towards the mountain face.
Annalice had stumbled and scraped herself up a fair bit from tripping over tree roots and from tripping over an overgrown bridge of vines; the bridge crossed a wide river but the bridge itself showed no sign of decay or aging. As it was
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Dragons Pt1 Ch6
Four hours passed before Annalice found a Grey Book on how to care for newly hatched Dragons, and one on a type of Dragon that fit Pyrope’s description. The book showed scaled diagrams of a Dragon that was not given a specific colour, but a list of colours that ranged from shades of white to shades of black and everything in between, with a notation explaining how the colours are not constant but change with the Dragons’ emotions. This was the reason why Pyrope’s scales were fluctuating in colour, as she had been excited when her scales became a more noticeable crimson colour that stood out against her surroundings, and why her scales were never a constant colour.
Laying the book open on the table, Annalice bent down to wake Pyrope up. Her scales were a true crimson colour, and there was an iridescent shimmer to her scales as the fire light flickered in the background.
Pyrope was fast asleep, so Annalice left her to sleep, but knew that if she did that the small Drago
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Dragons Pt1 Ch5
Standing back up Annalice heard something splash into the pool at the bottom of the waterfall, thinking it was a large fish that she had not seen when she had first looked into the pool, Annalice headed back over to the trees and overgrown pathway. The only other form of life that Annalice happened upon other than the vast plant life were hare’s, wild guinea pigs, wild hamsters and the odd bird of prey flying after a song bird. The sky was clear, even though the trees blocked out the sky, although in the sections where the sky was visible it was covered in clouds that drifted by, and the birds that flew overhead in their many flocks.
Wandering through the forest Annalice found a tree that was situated in the centre of the path, but there weren’t any roots that came away from the base of the tree, adding to the strange serenity of the forest. Yet the sound of a creature thrashing through the undergrowth upset the serenity, whenever Annalice turned around she was unable to se
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Dragons Pt1 Ch4
The gem was extremely heavy, yet quite warm to the touch, and had the same texture as an egg would have that had been sitting in the fridge for a while. Annalice walked over to one of the two long tables and placed it on a clear place, placing it onto the table was a relief for it was great weight that she no longer had to hold. When she turned around she noticed that there was no longer any section of the structure left on the stone slab, all that there was left was the clothing that was on the human skeleton and the weird raised level that the rest of the dust was sitting on, yet what the large structure was, Annalice still didn’t know. The size and the way that it curved around the plateau suggested that it was over ten kilometres long, but curled up and seemed to be protecting the person that had been sitting there long enough for it to blow away when the stone was moved from where it sat. Yet when Annalice moved the stone, the area of warmth never disappeared, adding to the
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Dragons Pt 1 Ch3
The cavern branched off in three different directions, as though it was a cross road that also led up to the surface via the stone chest. There were four different areas that Annalice could choose to go, including going back up to the surface, knowing that usually the best bet when faced with an odd amount of options was to go for the middle, she headed straight ahead once she had picked up all of her packs.
The path that Annalice picked stretched on for a long ways, and the beam of light from her head lamp wasn’t able to penetrate to the end of her chosen path. Along the way there were many branches off to different areas, but there was always an option to go straight ahead, or Annalice would have ended up horribly lost. Other than the few branches that Annalice discovered along the way, she noticed there were indents in the walls that had doors that led into different areas; Annalice decided that she would go back to those rooms after she had discovered what was at the end of h
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Dragons Pt1 Ch2
After packing the food up, and making sure that everything stayed sealed in their containers, Annalice told her mom what she had packed into the other two packs. Her mom fussed about how many maps and books were being taken, but Annalice wouldn't be parted from any of her books or maps.
Out on the back porch Annalice found her dad and brother lounging on the porch furniture.
“I will be off once I grab my bow and quiver, and hunting knives from the weapons safe.” Annalice told her dad as she put her bundle of food down beside her other three packs.
“Okay, but don't rely on hunting to primarily feed you Annalice.” Jeremy said as he watched his daughter walk over to where the hunting gear was stored.
The weapons were stored in a shack that Annalice's dad and papa had built together many years ago, it was small, but it worked perfectly. Considering Annalice's dad had sold his hunting rifle because of how little he used it during the hunting season now. The set of hu
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Dragons Pt1 Ch1
~Present Day August 10th 2017~
“Annalice!” A lady with shoulder length black hair and lightly freckled face called from a parlour of a Victorian style house.
“Yes?” A young woman of eighteen responded from upstairs.
“Come downstairs to the parlour please.”
“On my way.” The young woman said as she left her room from the top floor of the house.
“Before you say anything, I was wondering about one thing mom.” The young woman asked as she entered the bright sunlit parlour, she played with her black waist length hair as she entered squinting against the sunlight.
“What would you be wondering about this time, darling?”
“When is Kilien getting home today?” she asked, hoping that her younger brother wouldn't be home until much later in the day.
“Not until before super, he asked to stay longer at his friends place, Mrs. McNamara had no problem with Kilien staying over longer.” her mother said as she m
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Dragons Intro.
Three thousand years ago marked the last day of seeing ferocious beasts roam the sky, the Vikings and the Order clashed, slowly pulling in the rest of the world. The area around the entrances to the Dragon Valley lay in waste, buildings melted away to puddles with their inhabitants locked away inside screaming till silenced by stone. The beasts of the air rained fire down on friend and foe, for there was no way for themselves or their riders to distinguish between them. For the Mystics ran amuck, dying as frequently as their human comrades.
The Order was supposed to prevent such carnage; I was supposed to prevent such carnage with my rider. She had died many centuries ago; none in the Order know this, for I have fabricated her likeness so that I can wait for her return. In the mean time I wait for what the Colossal’s said to come to pass. Many lonely days would fold into years – as it has already – from years into centuries, waiting was strenuous without my rider trul
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I am currently going through and editing Dragons, so far I have change the intro completely. Changed the flow of the first chapter so that an idea pathway that I have recently come up with can flourish.

From reading the first chapter things have significantly changed (I think anyways) allowing me to be able to go with an idea that will branch through the first part and into the second part. My writing has improved greatly since I started writing this about three years ago, and with your comments on how to help improve things even further I hope to be able to develop my skills even further.


With dimensions I switch between metric and imperial, as I am comfortable with both units of measurements (Canadian problems). So if you have any problems with measurements compare the dimensions to what your used to. If you have ideas for something that I should describe, or if I should use more description on certain objects or characters let me know.
Describing characters has always been difficult for me, but I like to think that I am improving since I first started writing narratives about four years ago.


Currently editing: Chapter 2
Finished: Intro, Chapter 1

I'll keep you posted on what I change here, so check back weekly to find out how far my slow editing skills are going!
The ground was fast approaching, and Pyrope still wasn’t able to fully open her wings to stop her descent. Annalice was petrified, for she was reaching out trying to help Pyrope from wherever she was.
   “Open your wings Pyrope; don’t worry about the trees around you, just open your wings!” Annalice was frightened for Pyrope but didn’t know what she could do to help her, this scared her, for she had to face the idea that she might lose her dragon.
As the ground continued to speed towards Pyrope saw something move around her. The sunlight poured through where the green had been above her, and a swirl of brown surrounded her, slowing her dangerous descent. A ripple of electricity streaked across the brown, none of the stream touched her but rather passed over her like water. Frightened she reached out to Annalice for comfort, but she could not feel her rider. With an empty sensation quickly welling up inside of her she curled up, pulling her extremities in to her, in attempts to keep safe.

“Pyrope, where are you?” Annalice was running towards the swirl of brown that had come up out of nowhere, she kept reaching out with her mind not knowing if it was doing anything. But she felt empty, like she had before meeting Pyrope, something that she never wanted to be was to be alone; not when she had found out that there were dragons in the world, and certainly not when her dragon was close to her but seemingly miles away.

Pyrope was lowered to the ground gingerly; a presence intruded her mind, one much older than her. It was a foreign presence that she had felt lying dormant when she first had walked among the trees the first time, but this time the presence was filling her, pushing its way into the crevices of her being. It looked at her first memories of Annalice, when she had followed her through the trees; when she had touched Annalice on the hand and left a small mark on her left palm. They kept digging, finding out everything out about her, about her abilities with flight and fire. Multiple presences were digging through her memories, when one was done looking at a memory another looked through it, making sure that nothing had missed.
It seemed like hours until the presences stopped bombarding Pyrope’s mind, for when they stopped she lifted her head from where she had been put on the ground. Pyrope was situated underneath a grand oak tree, its branches stretched out over the meadow for a great distance, for its shadow reached the lake under the waterfall. Its height was more intense when underneath I than being in the air, for Pyrope felt insignificant in size compared to it. Looking around her, she tried to find Annalice, but everywhere she looked there was brown, flying through the air or walking around on the ground. There was a few that were in her direct area, they made a ring around Pyrope, as though they needed to protect her from someone or something.
Standing up Pyrope opened up her wings and lifted herself into the air to see if she could spot Annalice, she wasn’t able to get very high in the air, as a brown tail wrapped itself around the midsection pulling her back to where she had been.
Letting out a cry Pyrope went limp giving into the larger creatures that held her captive, she guessed they were other dragons, but they wouldn’t let her get to her rider. All that Pyrope wanted was safety, and that safety was with Annalice.
Do not try to leave little hatchling, we keep you here for your safety. For there is a human about that could kill you easily.” One of the brown dragons was attempting their best to consul Pyrope, but to no avail.
I want Annalice! Let me see her, she is my rider!” Pyrope whimpered where she sat, the dragons watching her turned their heads to look at her; there was compassion in their eyes. But Pyrope didn’t trust them, as they were keeping her from her rider.
One of the brown dragons turned its head to the side to see a frantic black haired girl running towards it; the dragon drew its section of the circle tighter, hemming Pyrope further into the circle. A deep rumble emanated from the dragon that had moved, giving Annalice a warning, but Annalice wasn’t about to listen to the warning; for she had already lined herself up to be able to vault herself over the brown dragon.
The dragon attempted to stop Annalice as she dashed towards it, the dragon’s tail lashed out towards her trying to wrapped around her abdomen, Annalice hit the ground and rolled into an ecstatic Pyrope. The dragon turned on Annalice, but stopped short when it saw that Annalice was embracing Pyrope instead of her hurting her. The other dragons were confused about the proceedings, for they had not seen a human since they had started to hibernate after the battles that ended their endangerment. The last human had sat with her dragon on the stone slab and wasted away with an egg on her lap, a crimson red Shimmer egg; the possibility of being found by a human outside of the council was indeed a marvel.
“What in the blazes is going on here, I thought that you Eels were hibernating!” A man’s voice boomed in the valley. The dragons all turned to look at him; they inclined their heads when they laid eyes on him, as though he held a position higher than them.
Conversing took place between the man and the dragons, as to what was said Annalice and Pyrope didn’t know as they were glad to be with one another once more.
“I never thought that I would live to see the return of the riders, always thought my mother was crazy when she said that someone would find the place soon; enough about history. What about you, the first rider in over five hundred years!” The man walked over to Annalice and squatted down in front of her, eyeing her with intensity as if her next few words decided the fate of the world.
“I … well, I…” Lost for words Annalice sat clutching Pyrope who had rested her head on her lap.
“What does the young dragon have to say for itself?”
Pyrope barred her teeth and growled, a small tendril of smoke trailed out from her mouth as she moved herself to protect Annalice more.
“I am not here to hurt either of you; I am here to teach you. About this place, and what the two of you can do as dragon and rider. But knowing how you got in will help me, as it will let me know where you are from. As time in this valley goes by at different rate compared to elsewhere.” The man was trying his hardest to be welcoming to Annalice but he could tell that she was terrified of another person being there.
“My mother taught me to not talk to strangers, and you are the manifestation of that definition. So my dragon and I are going to be leaving now.” Annalice nudged Pyrope and pointed towards the waterfall, towards safety.
“If you leave now, you will never be able to re-enter. The Dragon Council was alerted to an unauthorized person entering the valley, if you want to be able to come and go with your dragon I have to teach you the ways of the flame.” Annalice turned and looked at the man, she was certain he had hit his head, but he sounded as though he was confident about what he was speaking about. “Would you like to know about the world that you jumped into Miss?”
“Yes, but what is your name.”
“My name is Magnus Falk, I am descended from one of the first families of riders; and I am from Greenland. I find my entrance to the valley in the hills in the north of Greenland, where the snow is unforgiving to those who wander.” The man bowed after he spoke, when he straightened the brown dragons started to generate an electrical current.
“Why are they generating electricity?” Annalice asked as she stepped closer to Pyrope.
“They are communicating, the same way that Eels communicate in the water. These dragons do this on the land, but the currents they generate are nonlethal.” Magnus looked down at Annalice, seeing her edge towards the lake; edging towards a world that would ridicule her for what she knew.
“Okay. Do you know what they are saying?” Annalice looked at the great swirling creatures that had attacked her; they looked formidable floating in the air sending wisps of blue and red electricity between them.
“Oh, I don’t know. They don’t speak with the ambassador of the council often, or not since the time of the Vikings. You being a rider might make them more open, they will protect your young dragon when you are gone from Dragon Valley. But to answer your question properly, I cannot teach you how to speak with thought to other dragons, I know someone that can from within the council.” Magnus Falk looked at Annalice, hoping that she would agree to go see the Dragon Council, for the world needed the riders.
“So to be able to communicate properly with dragons, I have to go with you somewhere, somewhere that is not in Wales?” Annalice eyed the tall man; he didn’t look like he was from Greenland. But she had never seen someone from Greenland before, so it was hard to determine by looking at him if he was telling the truth.
“Yes, your training will start at the council building, but it will be continued in the Valley.” Magnus knew that the dragons could understand what he was saying, for the Eels were looking at him from where they circled. And the young red dragon looked to be uncertain of the situation, what she was thinking remained a mystery to him but not too it’s rider.
“Say I come with you, where would we be going?” Annalice stopped thinking about how to get back to the water fall and the safety behind it, but of the possibility of learning more of the area’s history and how it came to be.
“We would be going to the Alps; there is one area that is within the highest places that the dragons of old changed so that any could be there. It acts as the second safe haven if the Valley is compromised; it is a whole community within the mountains that isn’t viewable from the outside, unless you have been there before. The entrance is on the Valley floor, at the south end.” Magnus could tell that Annalice was thinking about going to see the council, he hoped she would, for it had many decades since there had been a dragon rider or dragon that wasn’t a protectorate.
“How long will it take, because I have to get back in time for school at the end of the month.” Annalice walked towards the grand oak tree, Pyrope closely followed Annalice as she didn’t want to be separated from her.
“The council shouldn’t take long; the last time the council met it was about a half hour that it lasted. This one might take a little longer as it isn’t every day that a rider emerges into Dragon Valley.” Magnus started to walk off to the south, following a path that he had taken numerous times to get to the cave that led to the Rocky Mountains of British Columbia Canada.
“Why is this place called Dragon Valley?” Annalice wanted to ask Magnus as he lived in the valley, and so would know more as a member of this dragon council.
“The first dragons made this place, it is rumored that Puff the Magic Dragon himself helped to make this place before disappearing to the depths. Entering the sea caves in this area is highly dangerous without a deep sea dragon, but there hasn’t been one in centuries as far as we know. I didn’t even think that Shimmers actual existed, but here your dragon is, as red as blood and as bright as the sun. Keep her safe from the world Miss, as the world is not ready for the creatures that you will meet at the council. And I advise you to try not to stare much, as there are those that are creatures from legend in the council.” Magnus looked over at Annalice and her small dragon plodding along after him, he felt honoured to have met the first rider and dragon after they had been nearly non-existent to the members of the council.
Annalice continued to follow Magnus across the valley floor; she mingled with Pyrope’s thoughts about what they might see, showing Pyrope images of Sasquatch’s, Faeries, Vampires, Lycanthropes, Fire and Ice Wraiths, Angle like beings. There were many more that she could only speculate, as Annalice didn’t know what could be hiding out in the world that she could only dream about. With great anticipation Annalice and Pyrope dashed ahead of Magnus, Pyrope took to the air and flew close to the ground. Even though they didn’t know where they were headed it was blissful to be out in the open, Pyrope was able to practise low flying and Annalice was able to get a good run in for even though she was unable to keep up with Pyrope across the valley floor.

It didn’t take long for the three of them to reach the cave that led to the Dragon Council; Magnus had to direct Annalice and Pyrope down the correct path at times but else wise they followed the path without knowing where their destination was located.
Dragons Pt1 Ch8
So I decided to release this chapter finally, Annalice and Pyrope are going to have so much "fun" in the next while!

Thanks so much to those that are reading!
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I am currently going through and editing Dragons, so far I have change the intro completely. Changed the flow of the first chapter so that an idea pathway that I have recently come up with can flourish.

From reading the first chapter things have significantly changed (I think anyways) allowing me to be able to go with an idea that will branch through the first part and into the second part. My writing has improved greatly since I started writing this about three years ago, and with your comments on how to help improve things even further I hope to be able to develop my skills even further.


With dimensions I switch between metric and imperial, as I am comfortable with both units of measurements (Canadian problems). So if you have any problems with measurements compare the dimensions to what your used to. If you have ideas for something that I should describe, or if I should use more description on certain objects or characters let me know.
Describing characters has always been difficult for me, but I like to think that I am improving since I first started writing narratives about four years ago.


Currently editing: Chapter 2
Finished: Intro, Chapter 1

I'll keep you posted on what I change here, so check back weekly to find out how far my slow editing skills are going!

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I enjoy reading and writing fantasy, some of what I write are fanficitions. I am also on Figment, so if I don't have everything updated here, you can continue reading over there. I just want to have feedback on my writing.
Feel free to criticise my work, as it can only help me.
I am a busy person with school and other things so it takes time for me to get things done, but don't worry I enjoy writing lots.
If you have any ideas for things that I am writing to further the plot let me know, as I take any ideas into consideration.
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